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Today is Friday the 13th, again. I find last month and this month very fascinating, because it's like a repeat. Last month, it was exactly Friday the 13th too. Ok, enough about fascinating dates.

Jie Ying finally posted and it was such a historical moment I decided to dedicate this paragraph to it.

SYF is on the 29th of April. We're the last school to perform, which means Jean is going to be able to see me. Last year, I got to see her school on the tiny TV screen outside the hall. This year, we're playing the the same piece MGS played the last SYF - the divertimento by Mozart. I think we sound much better than 2 years ago, and there was definitely improvement. But in case there are any CCA friends reading this, please don't get complacent ok, there's been improvement, but there's always enough room for more.

I get tortured by 2, and potentially 3 juniors during CCA. Joan and Serene have an obsession with tickling the poor me, and are in the process of passing on their gangster skills to their new recruit - Nicole. I must say they're really good gang leaders. And my aim for the remainder of my days is to manage to keep out of their gangster phonebook, just in case I end up like Joycelyn and get prank called. Well, I was warned.

If people didn't pay so much attention to their scores while playing, I'm sure they would have plenty to look at, and laugh at. The following content is an insight of what happens during a tutti session, among my neighbouring people. After Mr L corrected the L section of the A-Roving, whenever violin ones and twos played that part, they would jump slightly on their seats while trying to get the ascent on the up bow. It just looks funny when the usually calm and composed ensemble suddenly experiences a violent jerk in the upper strings. Ariela and I had a nice time laughing, but sadly, I'm one of them who cannot help but include the unusual choreography in my otherwise constantly dead playing. Then Mr L said something like "Come on, bar 20" and my hearing went a little off. Actually, I thought it was just me. But then thankfully, Ariela boosted my ear's ego and asked if he said "Come on, baby". It was quite hilarious. After I finish my noise-making, I start Ssshh-ing everyone else. Then because you usually need a lot of breath labour-effectively sshh people (in a single breath), Ariela said I was deflating. I immediately thought I was some talking balloon.

Got back progress report. I'm happy, but I know I can do better next time. Most of the results were just based on one or a few tests, so not that conclusive. But still, thank God. I think the job of a Christian student is to prove to the world that spending 13hours in church a week is not going to kill. In fact, you'd be blessed, and I think I have been. Put God first and you'll be rewarded. Just a gentle reminder to all Christians, don't miss out QT.

At 6.30pm, there was the Meet the Parents session, or more of meet the students. Mom came down and listened to the talk. Poor people like Evangeline who went home and came back had to make the trip all the way here to endure 20mins of talking, and then go home. The cut off points for JCs are so low. And I regret not having higher Chinese, because that means I have no chance of getting 3 points. Minimum I can get would be 4 and that is already something quite unimaginable. My parents' JCs are out of reach for me, and that feels like each generation is getting less MOE-brainy. Sigh, so my mom helped me to target NJC. At first she was aiming at ACJC. As for me, I will just go to whichever JC willing to take me in. I told my mom the talk sounded like a usual morning devotion. She was surprised and said it sounded rather intimidating, like our whole cohort was in serious trouble for the O levels. Then she started recounting in the car how time has passed so quickly. "When you're over 20, time flies". No wonder I waited so long to be in Sec 4. She said that I finally learnt how to hold my milk bottle when I was 9 months old. She and dad were so happy because it meant that they wouldn't have to hold it for me anymore. At first they hated it when I had a usual routine of crying 2 hours every night before sleeping, but they finally appreciated it when jean came along. Hers can cause slight deafness.

Next week is the March holiday. Chinese intensive from 8-12 from Mon-Wed. There's TF camp from Sunday to Wednesday. So I'll go to school then grandparents will send me to Changi. Parents will be having their own holiday in Taiwan. This is the first time their depositing Jean and I in Sg while they go out, far away, to have their own fun. My mom typed out a 4 page long instruction manual on how to survive at home, the house chores, and emergency procedures, in case they don't make it back. It's going to be a fun experience I hope, but of course under grandparent supervision. They'll be checking on us once in a while, but most of the time will be spent at camp.